Cliff Quote #583

Quote from Cliff in Rebecca Redux

Cliff: My friends! Thanks to my buddy Earl's amazing cold remedy, you are looking at the picture of perfect health. Every sinus cavity in my head is clear and dry. Well, not dry, but moist enough to be comfortable.
Norm: Glad you're feeling better, Cliffy.
Cliff: Eh! Thank you.
Norm: Did this, uh, particular cold... Did this start out with a funny taste up in the back of your mouth?
Cliff: Uh-oh! The old acid in the adenoids.
Carla: Scratchy throat?
Pete: Yucky coating on the tongue?
Cliff: Sounds like an epidemic. My friends, I don't want to be an alarmist, but tonight - if you live through it - is going to be the worst night in your entire lives. First, the cold sweats, the pounding headache...
Norm: Cliff, I don't want to hear this.
Cliff: Don't worry, Norm. In a few hours, your ears will be so clogged you won't be able to hear anything.
Carla: Look, Clavin, you gave us this cold, and I'm going to get you for it. You're not going to know when, but I'll be there.
Cliff: Don't worry, Carla. I'll know when. I'll hear your liquid-filled lungs wheezing a mile away.


 ‘Rebecca Redux’ Quotes

Quote from Woody

Woody: Oh, Sam, check it out! Sheepskin covers!
Sam: What are you doing, man? Why are you buying all this vinyl cleaner, leather cleaner? I mean, sheepskin? You don't even have a car.
Woody: I know, Sam, but most of my furniture comes from the interior of cars. I've got to be careful when I shave because objects may be closer than they appear.

Quote from Frasier

Frasier: I would like to nominate as the stupidest creature on Earth the one who awakens each day to drive through gridlocked traffic, to sit in a windowless office breathing re-circulated air, then returns home and collapses into a stupor... only to do the same damn thing all over again every day until he dies.
Norm: Looking forward to that vacation, eh, Fras?
Frasier: You bet. We're going to Maui.

Quote from Sam

Sam: What is it with these machines, anyway? Computers faxes, voice mail. You know, when I ran this place in the old days, I had everything I needed right up here.
Frasier: Brains, Sam?
Sam: No, good hair. Brains... [scoffs] I'm serious, you know. Good looks can open doors. Good hair blows them off their hinges.